Catastrophe

The setting sun slanted westward, and the red flocculent fire clouds stretched for thousands of miles.

The wind whistled, and the cracked saline-alkali Gobi Desert swept away rocks and sand.

In the wilderness of the northern wasteland, under a sheltered cliff, three modified vehicles are arranged in an arc, acting as a simple fence to protect the two tents, four mercenaries wearing khaki combat uniforms, wearing steel helmets and Filtered gas masks and guns cruising around the tent.

On the sand dunes opposite the camp, Ning Zhe buried himself under the yellow sand, only revealing the position above his shoulders, staring at the temporary camp in the distance, his angular cheeks were full of wildness.

He is 20 years old this year, and is 1.85 meters tall. Because he is a hunter, he has a strong stature. Compared with the bony appearance of most people in the refugee area, there is a big difference.

Since the meteorite swarm with strong radiation hit the earth, the global temperature has risen sharply, thousands of miles of red land and hurricanes have raged, the world has fallen into chaos, and civilization has regressed.

More than half a century later, the world still has not recovered from the catastrophe, and various factions have been fighting for clean food and water.

Ecological crisis, energy crisis, food crisis…

A series of crises followed. In order to avoid the harsh living environment in the radiation zone, everyone was longing for the last pure land of the Federation.

The Free Federation has no cities, and is composed of countless fortresses controlled by different forces. These fortresses surrounded by high walls in order to resist danger are like scattered chess pieces, scattered in the Federation.

The land outside the fortress is collectively referred to as the refugee area.

Urban people and refugees are two very different groups.

Unfortunately, Ning Zhe is one of the tens of millions of people in the refugee area. In this extra-lawless place where he lives, civilization has been destroyed and order has collapsed.

You can do anything to survive.

Ning Zhe was hired by a bandit to come to this camp to pick up something.

"rustle!"

A lizard was running fast on the sand, Ning Zheyi grabbed it in his hand and handed it to his mouth.

"Boom!"

The lizard was bitten into two pieces, and green blood slowly flowed along the corner of Ning Zhe's mouth.

"Gollum!"

Lin Xun, who was beside him, saw this scene, swallowed his saliva, licked his chapped lips and asked, "Brother Zhe, we have been in ambush for three hours, when will we be able to do it?"

"Wait, it's not dark yet." Ning Zhe handed the half lizard in his hand.

"Zizi!"

Lin Xun took the half of the lizard and sucked the blood in it with all his might to moisten his dry throat. Until he could no longer get any more liquid, he filled the still wriggling half of the corpse into his mouth, chewed it, and continued: "There are at least ten people in the camp below, and we only have six here, and they still have guns in their hands. Do you think we can really succeed?"

"As long as we get the things, we can get a reward of 100 catties of brown rice per person. If we get this batch of food, we may be able to survive this winter. If we fight, we will survive!" Ning Zhe looked far away. The tent at the place responded with deep eyes.

An hour later, the sun sank into the horizon and the temperature dropped rapidly. The four soldiers patrolling the camp were also called back to the tent for dinner by their companions.

The wind picked up, the sand was raging, and the visibility plummeted.

"The opportunity is here! Touch it!" Ning Zhe saw that the camp was empty and his body was exposed from the yellow sand.

As Ning Zhe began to move, the yellow sand in the distance also rose and fell, and the four men who had been dormant for a long time all emerged from the yellow sand and began to follow behind Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe observed for a few hours and found that when the mercenaries in the camp were changing their guards, there would be a three-minute window period because they needed to change their equipment. At this moment, it was dinner time, and maybe it would be a little longer.

Under the cover of the wind and sand, the group quickly approached the simple camp. Ning Zhe clenched his left fist to signal everyone to stop, and then said sideways: "Dongbao, you take one person to guard, and the other two are staring at the tent where the mercenary is located. I'm going with Lin Xun to do business."

"Tap!"

The few people next to him heard Ning Zhe's instructions, and all acted in silence.

Ning Zhe took Lin Xun and moved past the vehicle like a wild cat. He quickly touched the edge of the largest tent, opened the curtain with a bone knife, and cast his eyes through the gap.

In the middle of the tent at the moment, a charcoal fire in a copper basin is glowing red. On the edge of a table next to it, a man wearing a headset is sitting at the table with his back to the door, using the crank of a hand generator as a box. The telephony was generating electricity, and at the same time, they were talking: "Boss, we have successfully obtained the chip. We are currently on our way back to Fortress No. 87, but we encountered a severe sandstorm, so we are resting."

"Boom!"

Ning Zhe stretched his arms, lifted the rope securing the door curtain, and said to Lin Xun in a low voice, "Remember, just leave as soon as you get what you have, don't wait for supplies to delay time, and don't kill people unless it's a last resort!"

Lin Xun made an OK gesture, took off the longbow with bear tendons on his back, and drew a feather arrow from his waist.

The door curtain slowly opened, and Ning Zhe held the bone knife back and touched it with a steady pace.

"Boss, please rest assured, I know that the drinking water in the city is in a hurry, and the water pump is almost pumping to the pollution layer. According to my current itinerary, there are at most two days before I can return to the fortress, which will definitely not delay the company. Business!" The man cranked the crank with one hand, and at the same time reached over to the water cup next to him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see a figure reflected on the stainless steel cup, so he quickly dodged to the side.

"Whoosh!"

Ning Zhe waved his arm, and the blade almost slashed out against the man's neck, cutting the connection cable of the headset.

"Damn! Who are you?!" The man reached out and touched the multi-barreled pistol on his waist while he asked.

"call out!"

The moment the man made his move, the feather arrow in Lin Xun's hand shot out violently, rudely piercing the man's arm.

"Bang!"

Ning Zhe bullied him, pressed the man roughly on the table behind him, and pressed the bone knife against his neck: "Don't make a sound! Otherwise, it will kill you!"

"Brother, you are a refugee, right?" The man smelled the peculiar smell emanating from Ning Zhe's body and his ragged clothes, and said, holding back the pain in his arm, "I know that this year the refugee area is plagued with famine, your days It's not easy! As long as you don't be impulsive, I can give you all the money and food I bring, how about it?"

"I'm not here to beg! Give me the chip and I'll leave immediately!" Ning Zhe didn't know what a chip was, but just repeated it according to the employer's request.

"Are you here for the chip?" The man's eyes twitched violently when he heard this: "Do you know how important the water purification chip is? Today, Fort 87 is running out of water, so we must use purified water. The program of the chip, upgrade the filtration system of the water pump! Otherwise, the whole city will have to drink the polluted waste water!"

"What you said has nothing to do with me! I'll just repeat it, either give me the chip, or I'll find it on your body!" Ning Zhe exerted force on his wrist, and the edge of the bone knife pierced the man's neck. A bloodstain. ?

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